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WE WAKE TO BIRDSONG
For millennia uncountable
(except for the mathematician)
innocent of the language.
War in our midst, but a pretty sound
to our unGod revealed ears.
(except for the mathematician)
innocent of the language.
War in our midst, but a pretty sound
to our unGod revealed ears.
While corporations rip out
the God gifts from the soil,
because we know better.
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WE ARE JEALOUS OF OUR PARTS
WE ARE JEALOUS IN OUR CUPS
If I were Peet's, I would say!
Hey!
Why are they in Starbucks?
What? They don't want
MY brew?
If I could have every bean
In a lump to love
Leaving entirety to have been
one big cup, a clump
of their group
Peet's in the loop.
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| © Camilia Canard © |
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Footnote
TWO POEMS BY CAMILIA CANARD are the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
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Who's this Camilla Canard ripping off my poems?
ReplyDeleteWhy is Mr hanging out with her?
Ms. Anonymous
DeleteIf you tell me your first name,
I will gladly grant you authorship.
As for my acquaintance with "Camilia Canard,"
I don't even know how to spell the girl's first name.
That is, I think it has 2 L's instead of 2 2 i's
but her two beautiful blue eyes got me distracted.
Petunia
ReplyDeleteIs "Camilla Canard" another an alter ego of Petunia Petard,
ReplyDeletesister of the Hollywood mogulette, Paulette Petard?